There's No Place Like Home [Mikemon/Cas] May 31, 2018 1:20:40 GMT
Post by Dr. Mikemon on May 31, 2018 1:20:40 GMT
Sheesh, Cassandra had it that rough on this side? Hearing Cassandra speak so warmly of Digimon easily brought a blush to the Gatomon's cheeks, as she slowly ate what she could manage. Alright, so it wasn't a completely one-sided relationship, but it was still quite a bit for a human to stick their neck out for.
As for the part about the 'government'... well, honestly, the Gatomon only understood about half of what she was talking about. Yakuza? Government? Wars, lines of duty? This was all more complicated than what she knew about Shibuya as an outsider, and the confused look on her face betrayed as much. "So you get paid to help those that your government... doesn't want to help? And, well, we would be on that list if they knew about us? ... Do they know about us?" That last comment brought a bit of worry to the cat's eyes, before she shook her head, quickly discarding that thought. Right, that wasn't important right now!
Still, Cassandra seemed willing to help them - which was a good thing, but it brought up one point of concern: "But if these 'Yakuza' are... well, 'bad', they might see one of us from time to time? I mean, as much as we try and keep our work on the level, we're still operating under the radar - wouldn't it then be possible for one of them to see what we can do and try to use us, or something?" The cat seemed a little unsure of the whole thing - but her ear perked as a surprising voice cut in:
"Sure, but then we're just getting wrapped up in their politics. Most of us have the common sense to try and get out of that." With a yawn, Mikemon turned, trying to curl right back up. Having to get up every half-hour or so had really destroyed his sleep schedule over the last night.
"... Huh." Mikemon had a point, but was it really that simple?